October
when the night falls on you
& you don't know what to do
& you don't know what to do
Just because Tobi's smile isn't one that indicates happiness doesn't mean it isn't genuine. "You are in your office. I gave you a mild sedative a few hours ago and you're just coming out of it now. There's water by your right hand." She says softly as she slips into the room, clicking the door shut behind her but not bothering with the light. There's nothing to see, and honestly, both of them look terrible.
Sitting down carefully on the floor next to Finn, much as she'd like to collapse, Tobi knows that her work isn't done yet. "Can you tell me your name?" It starts the way many of their former conversations did, when Finn would be brought into her examination room drugged out of his mind. She wouldn't be so cruel as to ask him what day it was—she hardly could answer that herself. "And what my name is?"
Sitting down carefully on the floor next to Finn, much as she'd like to collapse, Tobi knows that her work isn't done yet. "Can you tell me your name?" It starts the way many of their former conversations did, when Finn would be brought into her examination room drugged out of his mind. She wouldn't be so cruel as to ask him what day it was—she hardly could answer that herself. "And what my name is?"
nothing you confess
could make me love you less
could make me love you less
